Golden Hour

"A kind of golden hour one remembers for a lifetime... everything was touched by magic."

She was the girl he saw at golden hour, when the light made her hair glow and her face look majestic. The golden light seemed to seep into her skin so that it radiated off of her and touched everything she was surrounded by. He saw her in a trance of that light, never wanting that moment to end, wishing it would go on forever. But golden hour never last forever. It is there one moment but in the next it slips through your fingertips.